Date: Mon, 26 Oct 2009 20:30:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Yalc 48
Subject: Working Family's Stimulus Package #3
Working Family's Stimulus Package 3
Oct. 23, 2009
Yalc48@yahoo.com
Bi Incest Adult Youth ( MM MB MF Mf FB Bf )
If you are not supposed to be reading this story...then please
don't...please practice safe sex. This story is a total fantasy. Thanks to
all the authors on Nifty who have stimulated me into attempting to join
their ranks as an author. Your reactions have been, and will be,
appreciated. Flames gleefully ignored.
After our piss-orgy in the bathroom, Dad said the stimulus package of
erotic odors in the family room was one thing, but he didn't think stale
piss would enhance it. So DeWayne, Dad and I showered, enjoying the slick
sensations of rubbing each other with soap and water.
"Chad, if you're gonna piss and cum on us, you've gotta help with the
clean-up" Dad said as if he were ordering me to pick up my toys.
Even though my knees were weak and my teen cock drained, I gladly grabbed
the soap and started lathering Dad's hairy chest with large circular
motions on his firm pecs and extended eraser-sized nipples. I was so proud
that my teen chest was developing exactly like his, full fledged thick
curly black hair on our pecs, straight black hairs thinning on our abs
pointing down in a narrow but accentuated treasure trail on both of us that
literally told the world "Hey! Down Here! Check Out This Fuckin' Pole!
You're Gonna Love It!
Since my hands were totally soapy, I pressed our hairy Dad/Son bodies
together and reached around to soap Dad's back and butt. There's no way I
could have cranked up another hard-on, and I didn't really want to. I just
squished against his chest and stomach and let my soapy hands roam his
muscular back, sliding down to his firm butt cheeks and slithering one hand
then the other down his wet hairy crack. Dad kissed me full-tongued with
more love than lust at this point, and then stepped back to allow the
shower full-streamed access to rinse his manly front.
DeWayne cleared his throat, licked his luscious lips and said "Next?!
Dad stepped out of the shower to towel his handsome body, leaving me to
savor some one-on-one showering with our Next-Door-Stud. Again, I soaped
my hands and started circling his pecs. Damn! Dad was hairy and muscular,
but DeWayne was smooth and unbelievably hard-bodied as concrete. His chest
was a sculpted brick wall. His arms were long shapely rocks. His rippled
abs could be pounded by Muhammad Ali and never move. The slickness of my
hands gliding across his hard muscular smooth body sent sensations to my
core.
He turned to allow me access to his back and again, I was in awe. Not a
soft spot anywhere. Not a hair anywhere. A butt so well-rounded, firm and
smooth that the term bubble butt would have been an insult. Two brown
globes of man-cheeks rounded out a good five inches from the small of his
brown back. It looked as though he was pooching his butt out in the hopes
of receiving a slippery man-rod, but in fact he was standing up straight.
I slid my soapy hands up and down his hairless crack between the Grand
Teton Mountains on either side, then swooped down further to cup his
shaved-smooth nut sack that felt like it contained two medium Idaho
potatoes rather than gonads.
As DeWayne allowed the shower to sheet water down his glistening body, he
rubbed his chest clear of the suds and revealed something I had never
noticed before. His nipples were fairly standard in size and protrusion,
but his areolas were enormous. At least a full one and one-half inches
across. Huge circular beauties. Any picture of him simply shirtless would
have been declared obscene by the U. S. Supreme Court. No one, male or
female, could look at those dark burnt orange nipples contrasting with his
sculpted chocolate pecs and not feel a stirring between his or her legs.
Abercrombie & Fitch would have paid beaucoup bucks to have him model
low-rise jeans holding a football, smiling his toothy smile, acting like
those silver-dollar sized areolas were of no significance when in fact they
were screaming "LOOK AT THESE GODDAM SEXY MAN-TITS AND TELL ME YOU WOULDN'T
LIKE TO SUCK ON `EM!!!
I knew I was literally drooling, even though I was still too spent to
become erect just yet. DeWayne returned the favor and took the soap from
my hand, slathered his massive black paws with mounds of soapy suds and
massaged my relatively flat but developing pecs. He lathered my hairy
stomach and lovingly used both his masterful hands to slide the suds down
through my thick pubic nest and around my shaved teen sack, tenderly
caressing its walnut-sized contents and gently soaping, slightly stretching
and tugging my proudest possession, ensuring it was treated with all the
respect of a soldier limping back from battle determined to fight again
another time and place.
Pristine clean, refreshed and feeling civilized, we three sanitized men
re-entered the family room. The tranquil scene of tenderness, with Nadine
stretched out in her glorious blossoming beauty, Mom and Jennifer spooning,
Mom's right hand lying gently between Jen's legs with a couple of fingers
firmly planted in Jen's puckered and tuckered pussy, slumbering softly with
the relaxed vibrations of sensual, sexual recovery slowly rebuilding in
their moist loins, was suddenly shattered when Dad yelled "Jezuz! This
goddam family room smells like the bedpan closet at the Old Folks Home.
Haven't you cunts ever heard of a goddam douche!?
Mom rolled over slightly and gently mumbled "Eat shit you old fart!
Jen said "Yeah, Pops, douche me with your tongue again. You sure enjoyed
it a few hours ago.
Nadine just said something about cunts and daddies and going home to sleep
where it would be quiet.
As DeWayne and Nadine got enough clothes on their bodies to cross the yard
in the morning sun to their own back door, Mom got up with a blanket
wrapped around her, flashed her tits at Dad, then stumbled up the stairs
headed for her own bed and bath. Jennifer was already fast asleep again,
so Dad picked her up gently and carried her upstairs to her "little girl's
room" that was so sweetly decorated you'd never know it was occupied by a
barely pubescent socio-cunt.
I relaxed in Dad's recliner, knowing I'd probably get my ass thrown in the
floor if he came back downstairs and caught me lying in it. He was a
wonderful father, actually. I couldn't for a minute imagine having anyone
else for a father (except maybe DeWayne), but he certainly knew how to mark
his territory, so to speak.
He must have joined Mom in their bedroom because the house was totally
quiet. No grunting, groaning, stupid porn background music, sucking,
slurping, kissing, licking, balls slapping, cocks fucking girl and boy
cunts. Just silence. Quietness. Tranquility Base here. The sex machines
had landed and we were no where on earth...
...The guys at school were aching to hear about the family fuck fest. I
whispered details to them in the hallway just before going into social
studies class. Joe was so damn curious, he passed me a note: "Did you
really fuck your Mother?"
"Yes. Ate her pussy then creamed her hole. She loved it!" I wrote back.
"Your Dad didn't mind?"
"Nope. He was busy eating Jennifer's cunt."
"What did Nadine's Dad do?"
"He slid his 10-inch black cock in and out of Nadine while my Mother licked
his dick. Then he fucked my Mother too!
"I just creamed my jeans dammit." Joe whispered.
"JOE! CHAD! Let me see those notes you've been passing" yelled the dowdy
Miss Doright.
Oh shit I thought to myself. Oh double shit. She's gonna read about my
family's fuck fest! Mom and Dad will go to jail and Jen and I will be
placed in foster care. I'll never get to fuck my Mom or ride Dad's
8-incher again. Jeezuz. How could I have been so stupid to put that shit
in writing. Dammit. A million horrible thoughts raced through my brain in
a nanosecond.
"Joe, Chad, come to the front of the class and read your notes out loud to
the entire class" demanded Miss Doright.
Joe's jeans were soaked with teen soup. You could see it and you could
smell it. He stuttered and stammered and softly stated "Did you really
fuck your Mother?"
Miss Doright huffed "Louder, louder so everyone can hear you!"
"DID YOU REALLY FUCK YOUR MOTHER?"
I was beet red. I could feel it. I was frozen and frying at the same
time. Then I thought what the hell. If I'm in this damn deep, I might as
well juice it up a bit. Maybe win the class over to my side and hopefully
impress Miss Doright. So I took the note from Joe and acted like I was
reading direct from it: "YES. I SPREAD HER CUNT LIPS WIDE OPEN AND
FINGERED HER HOLE, THEN DRILLED IT WITH MY TONGUE. SHE WAS GROANING AND
WET AS A MOP. THEN I SHOWED HER MY 9-INCH TEEN COCK AND SHE HUNCHED UP TO
IT, WRAPPING HER PUSSY LIPS TIGHT AROUND MY TOOL AND SUCKED THE CUM RIGHT
OUT OF MY SWOLLEN BALLS INTO HER HOT PUSSY."
Joe looked at me like I had lost my mind. He certainly didn't see that
anywhere on the note paper! He stammered again: "Um, er, Your DAD DIDN'T
MIND?"
"HECK NO. DAD HAD PORN ON THE TUBE AND WAS ALL BEERED UP. HE WAS EATING
JENNIFER'S HAIRLESS CUNT WHILE NADINE HUMPED HIS FAT 8-INCHER. WHEN HE
SHOT HIS DADDY CUM UP NADINE'S CUNT, JENNIFER RUSHED TO LICK IT ALL UP AS
IT DRIBBLED DOWN DAD'S DICK INTO HIS PUBES.
By now the class was falling in the floor laughing. A couple of guys in
the back row had their dicks out jacking-off and three of the girls in the
front had soaked their seats. Essence of pussy juice permeated the
classroom. Miss Doright was pale. Her mouth hung open. She
absent-mindedly twisted her nipples through her silk blouse.
Joe was finally catching on to my schtick and took the note from my hand,
pretending to read: "WHAT DID NADINE'S HOT HUNK OF A DAD DO WITH HIS
10-INCH BLACK MONSTER COCK WHEN NADINE STRIPPED AND SPREAD HER PUSSY LIPS
WIDE OPEN TO SHOW THE DADDY CUM STREAMING OUT AND DOWN HER LEG?"
He handed the notepaper back to me.
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY CHAIR" barked my Dad, jolting me awake from my
sexual nightmare. I jumped up with a goddam 10-inch boner which is hard to
do with a 9-inch cock. I was sweating like a hog. I hugged Dad, told him
I loved him, kissed him on the cheek and went upstairs to get a good day's
sleep.